Death is life

Chapter 2

I woke up to the wind blowing, I was hungry and didn't have anything to eat. Like every morning I scavenge for food. I only end up finding someone's discarded lunch, half of a moldy ham sandwich. I hadn't eaten in days so I shoved the whole thing in my mouth and forced myself to swallow it without vomiting.

I'm such a wreak. I haven't showered since the last time I found an open shelter house, weeks ago. My hair is knotted and coated in dirt and, my breath smells. My stomach started to hurt. Okay! This isn't funny I'm pretty sure my period isn't supposed to start until another two weeks.

It turns out it wasn't cramps because all of a sudden I started to throw up. I was puking all over, I accidentally puked all over a guy.

"What the fuck is your problem!!!!" he said with a mad face.

"Everything" I said really quietly, my thoughts from last night making a brief reappearance.

"Maybe you shouldn't puke on people" He screamed, obviously not aware of me shrinking back in fear.

"Sorry it just came out." I apologized, quite frightened by this stranger.

"Okay, now you know not puke on people, it's not some fucking puking fest around here!" He says, less mad. He's joking around a bit too.

"Okay" I say more curious, who can go from angry to happy in five seconds?

"What's your name?"

"Analy. Yours?" What can I say I want to figure out just how weird he really is, he's also kinda hot.

"That's a pretty name. Mine is Nathan Blond, anyways come with me." Woah! Stalker much!

"Where?" I question, playing the cute and innocent card.

"My house of course" he answers confidently. He leads me to his car. So what? Maybe he's rich! His car tells me he's got some money. It's even a convertible!

On the drive to his house he was asking me questions about me. I also learned he inherited his fathers business, he owns Google!

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His house is huge its like a mansion.

"This is where your gonna live"

"Are you fucking insane?! You barely know me!"

"That's why I asked you questions in the car dumbass!"

"Oh" I reply kind of embarrassed.

We walk into his house silently. He gave me a tour of his house.

My bedroom was huge. The paint on the walls were each a different colour. The wall with my bed was lime green, my favourite colour. The other three walls were pink, purple and blue. It had a walk in closet with a few pairs of clothes and shoes. All in all it was every girls dream to have a bedroom like mine.